Letra de La cosa esta dura (en ingles) de C-kanLetras de Canciones

Letra 'La cosa esta dura (en ingles)'

(Chorus)
Dura walk with the iron at the waist
and bury garbage sura
because the big mouths like you do not last
ture will feel torture
I walk with the iron in the waist and
bury trash
that the big mouths like you do not last
sentiras tortua

(C-KAN)
if you Guachas my ranfla runs
if you delete passion that
that if the mafia
san diego my succor you
They saw you come down my street with your people
and you will see on the news of seven
I call it punishment for not having respected
pigs will call first-degree murder
I connect heavy corduroy call me
and I have a dog that likes to eat human flesh
if I move just do not stay with the desire
if the order is for today do not see the sun tomorrow
Working with 2 of my hair and rubble
3 for pulling together and 1 tr caskillos
and any witnesses you point and shut
ranfla on a nail or canines have
other bio speak of what I am layers
on behalf of the Mafia c
rest in peace

(CHORUS)
the thing is hard
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
passes through here and feel torture ture
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
come over here and feel torture

(KALA)
and still my boys
There s look with their names
I open my mouth and I lost fire
this is on fire
if I take the iron 9 do not scare
there are people who frame and said let s give
bring patience with little experience
the c-kan of the court
and the jock of florence
is residence
Mafia is that hierbe
let them
that bark will dissolve the chamacos
It is fair to give you the promo revenues
with white eyes and body in cement
I do not recess me if I pulled you under pa
many cartridges and little work
this is what we spare our respect
if the cost charged at the waist you full of holes
better not bark at me flat sales
c Mafia their parents

(CHORUS)
the thing is hard
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
passes through here and feel torture ture
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
come over here and feel torture

(LIL JOCK)
better run and looks at chamaco
cloth bag looks that if pa ba be hurt
pa never cover my face to look about us
so you can not talk if caulking of leads
I usually travel with glasses
Car top
I like it stinks to active canada
chamaco look no ground them down
and when I do it s just pa refagearlos
is reporting that will kill them
but goodbye Tell asking never find
if we look better reach and quickly flees
I desfundo thingy and burn it on the shirt
you the gift and what you want fame
sales in newspapers in the headlines
if I throw mad strip of fack withdrawals
if it must pay
I retaco shots

(CHORUS)
the thing is hard
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
passes through here and feel torture ture
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
come over here and feel torture

(SOLDIS)
Wing loading my loldados and weapons
cilensiosas sounding brackets in the neighborhood
living life loqueando
if you stand in front I desmadro
We are drugged sick of mind
in my area and tell us criminals
crazy in the streets gang 2,3 tailings
you stick with the bat on the banks
is the rooster
that ransa jomi caele
balen enemies me
here I have much attack to give
Mafia c
we are a riot caele
and a load of soldiers
no coward
if that was something we learned from the streets
son 4 minions invading your hales
invading your hales
hahaha ...
Mafia c

(CHORUS)
the thing is hard
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
passes through here and feel torture ture
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
come over here and feel torture
(CHORUS)
the thing is hard
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
passes through here and feel torture ture
I walk with the iron at the waist
pa and bury ready to throw garbage
that the big mouths like you do not last
come over here and feel torture